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Joseph Friedlander, comp.  The Standard Book of Jewish Verse.  1917.
 
The Cry of Rachel
By Lizette Wordsworth Reese
 
I STAND in the dark; I beat on the floor,
            Let me in, Death.
Through the storm am I come; I find you before:
            Let me in, Death.
For him that is sweet, and for him that is small,        5
I beat on the door, I cry, and I call:
            Let me in, Death.
 
For he was my bow of the almond-tree fair:
            Let me in, Death.
You brake it; it whitens no more by the stair:        10
            Let me in, Death.
For he was my lamp in the House of the Lord;
You quenched, and left me this dark and the sword:
            Let me in, Death.
 
I that was rich do ask you for alms:        15
            Let me in, Death.
I that was full, uplift your stripped palms:
            Let me in, Death.
Back to me now give the child that I had;
Cast into mine arms my little sweet lad:        20
            Let me in, Death.
 
Are you grown so deaf that you cannot hear?
            Let me in, Death.
Unclose the dim eye, and unstop the ear:
            Let me in, Death.        25
I will call so loud, I will cry so sore,
You must for shame’s sake come open the door:
            Let me in, Death.
 
 
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